I miss my crafts. Don’t get me wrong, in the wide world of crafty people, I’m not anywhere near the upper eschelon. I don’t do super-complex things, my technique can be decent but not great, and I’m not especially creative with colors and patterns. But I enjoy it, and I haven’t done much of anything since carpal tunnel took over somewhere in the later third of my pregnancy.
And then, I read Mamie’s blog. Her twins aren’t much older than mine, and somehow she finds time for all of these great projects. She even gave me a little personal shout-out / kick-in-the-pants. So, Mamie, this one’s for you. I picked up my yarn and double-pointed needles this weekend, and made a hat. The yarn was the stuff I bought well over a year ago, when I first found out I was having a boy and a girl, and I was going to make them these adorable hooded sweaters. That never happened, but might as well use some of the yarn.
Nothing super exciting, but it felt good. Knitting, it turns out, is rather like riding a bike. It was very easy to pick up and just do it again. My hands remembered. It was a pretty simple pattern I found via the magic of Google, nothing exciting. Classic Elite Four-Season yarn, a worsted-weight cotton/wool blend. Easy-peasy, I finished it in a day. I may yet add some little cords to tie it under Rebecca’s chin (if it even fits her this winter, but that’s not entirely the point), and it could probably stand for some blocking, but if not, no biggie.
I’m even heading to the store to buy more yarn to make this hat for Daniel, as well as some embroidery floss. Yep, I’m going to try some French knots. Even just to do the initials on my kids quilts, which I will eventually finish. (No, I haven’t set up my sewing machine yet. Due to the den re-design, half of the former contents of our den are now crowding the dining room…) But I’ve started, and that’s something.
Back in the saddle, again…